Mr. Huo's assistant has communicated with Secretary Zhao before. Because Mr. Huo's schedule is relatively intensive, he will go to Hong Kong to attend a financial conference tomorrow, so he cannot delay too long in Jiangbei City. He will go back after the signing ceremony. Zhao
The secretary expressed his understanding and promised to compress the signing ceremony as much as possible and make it short and concise.
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The ceremony was held in a five-star hotel in this city. The city government had reserved the presidential suite for Mr. Huo to take a temporary rest. The venue was located in the multi-functional hall on the third floor. There were not too many guests invited to this ceremony, except for the provincial and municipal media.
In addition to reporters, there are city officials and business representatives.
The motorcade with double flashers entered the city. At the head was a black Duke with a public security license plate and a car number of five zeros. On the roof was a row of red and blue flashing police lights, and the built-in horn used a majestic sound.
The sound drove the social vehicles on the road. Wherever they went, cars, motorcycles, electric vehicles, bicycles and pedestrians all pulled over. There were traffic police on duty at every intersection. The pomp was comparable to an inspection by a provincial leader. Mr. Huo was already overwhelmed by this grand reception.
I was as excited as the first time. I just sat in the car and closed my eyes to relax.
The entrance to the five-star hotel was under martial law, and the parking lot was empty. It was specially used to park the municipal party committee's motorcade. The hotel manager was standing at the door in a suit with flowers on his chest, waiting eagerly. In a short time, the motorcade came slowly and parked in the hotel lobby.
At the door, Mr. Huo in a suit and tie got out of the car, and there was a flash of light immediately. Then two tall women with sweet smiles came forward to present flowers. Mr. Huo's smile was as warm as the spring breeze. He took the flowers and handed them to his assistant, and then walked to the hotel lobby with high heads.
Go, burly bodyguards wearing black suits, black sunglasses and air earphones are walking quickly on both sides, closely protecting Mr. Huo's safety. There are also some capable young men outside. They are public security officers sent by the Municipal Bureau's Security Division to protect foreign businessmen.
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It was still early. According to the arrangement, Mr. Huo would take a short rest in the room and then attend the signing ceremony. Due to fatigue from the journey, he would not attend the subsequent banquet. Other officials and entrepreneurs were gathered in the lounge next to the multi-functional hall on the third floor.
Waiting for the ceremony to begin.
The venue has been decorated a long time ago, and the TV cameras have been set up. Entrepreneurs in suits and leather boots with shiny hair are chatting and laughing with government officials. The room is filled with smoke, and waiters in cheongsams shuttle back and forth delivering tea. The atmosphere is warm and cheerful.
Yin Zhijian greeted business friends politely, but his eyes were paying attention to Mr. Li's whereabouts. With many years of experience working with Mr. Li, he felt that something was wrong with Li Wan today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong specifically.
Mr. Li was sitting near the door, looking a little absent-minded. He looked at the watch on his wrist from time to time. Yin Zhijian walked over and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Li, what's wrong with you?"
"No, it's just that there was too much smoke in the room." Li Wan forced a smile. Although she knew what would happen next, she was still a little nervous. If something went wrong, she would be the one who suffered. She would not only be a fraud.
If you put the label on yourself, the life of Zhicheng Group will not be easy in the future.
"Mr. Li, you can make the right decision in time. On behalf of the whole group, I would like to thank you." Yin Zhijian said sincerely.
Li Wan smiled, very reluctantly. Suddenly she saw someone waving to her outside, so she said sorry to Yin Zhijian and went out to talk to the person. Yin Zhijian took a look and saw that the person outside knew him. He seemed to be from the Public Security Bureau.
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"The signing ceremony is about to begin. What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for us to finish signing the agreement?" Li Wan asked in a low voice.
"I'm just here to tell you, don't be anxious, everything is going according to plan, you just hold them back." After Hu Rong finished speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry.
At this time, Secretary Zhao came over and shouted with a smile: "Mr. Li, Secretary Li wants to talk to you."
Li Wan had no choice but to walk over and sit on the sofa next to Secretary Li. Secretary Li looked at Li Wan and Nie Wanlong sitting on the other side of him. He was in a good mood and said, "Dakai Development and Zhicheng Group are from our Jiangbei City."
As a leading company, you two CEOs must work closely together in the future to make greater contributions to the leap-forward development of our city."
There was a burst of applause from everyone around, and Li Wan had to force a smile. Secretary Li was very happy and continued: "We are all surnamed Li. We were a family five hundred years ago. Mr. Li was a hero among women and a heroine. He spent 500 million yuan. We in Jiangbei
Who in the city can have such courage? At the banquet later, I will give Mr. Li three glasses of wine."
"I also want to toast Mr. Li three glasses of wine. If I have any regrets in the past, I would like to ask Mr. Li to forgive me." Nie Wanlong shouted at the side, lest others ignore him.
A group of entrepreneurs who were worried about the world seeing that Secretary Li was in a good mood today also gathered around to join in the fun. Surrounded by this group of men, Li Wan dealt with it easily and with ease, and gradually got into the mood, as if he really wanted to after a while.
It is common to sign a letter of intent for cooperation with Mr. Huo worth up to 500 million.
At this time, Yin Zhijian quietly followed Hu Rong. When he saw her getting on the elevator and pressing the button for the twenty-eighth floor, his heart moved slightly. Isn't that the floor where Mr. Huo was?
Hu Rong arrived at the twenty-eighth floor. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw two colleagues from the city bureau's security office. When they saw Hu Rong coming up, they asked with surprise: "Inspector Hu, why are you criminal police officers coming up too?"
Hu Rong was dressed very formally today, a slim-fitting black suit with a white peak-collar shirt underneath, and a venue pass hanging on her chest. She didn't look like a well-trained criminal police officer, but more like a workplace ol.
Hu Rong smiled slightly: "There is no way, manpower is tight, the city has increased security, and our criminal police also have to go into battle. The safety of foreign businessmen is more important than Mount Tai."
The two guards did not suspect fraud and allowed Hu Rong to wander around on the 28th floor. Hu Rong walked twice in the corridor and saw Mr. Huo's bodyguard smoking and chatting at the entrance of the presidential suite. He actually spoke in Henan dialect.
, and after listening carefully, it turns out that they are professional bodyguards who came from Shaolin Martial Arts School.
The bodyguards had no professional qualities at all. When they saw Hu Rong, a stranger, wandering in the corridor, they didn't ask for money. Instead, they began to comment in low voices and burst into laughter from time to time. Hu Rong didn't take them seriously. He checked the terrain and left.
Went to the fire escape and opened the corridor door.
Three policemen stood behind the door. Han Guang was still dressed in casual casual clothes, jeans and a T-shirt, with a police work ID and a pistol on his waist, while Ding Bo and Miao Keke were meticulously dressed in police uniforms. One of them was from the Bureau.
One of the clerks in the office was a scholar at the computer center, and he had to rely on his police uniform to hold down the force.
"Has the arrest warrant been issued?" Hu Rong quietly closed the door and asked.
"Not yet, Bureau Song is still in contact, but you also know that Lao Li from the Procuratorate is not that easy to talk to. This is a matter related to Wu Sha Mao." Han Guang explained.
Hu Rong nodded silently.
Miao Keke looked at them, blinked and asked, "What should we do? Should we arrest them?"
"Arrest, of course we have to arrest, but I want to tell you in advance that although Huo Yingjie is a big liar, he is also a guest invited by the city leaders. If we arrest people on the eve of the ceremony, whether it is right or wrong, it is equivalent to slapping the leader in the face.
I think you all understand the consequences of a slap, think about it, it's not too late to quit now." Han Guang lit a cigarette and said expressionlessly.
What he told was the truth. It was precisely because of this that Han Guang, the captain of the criminal police brigade, did not transfer any of his criminal policemen because he was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to them. Besides, wasn't he just a fraudster?
The vicious drug traffickers dispatched a large number of police officers, which was killing a chicken with a knife.
With the choice before him, Miao Keke blushed, clenched his little fists and waved hard, saying: "Being a police officer is to deliver justice. I am upright and not afraid of slanted shadows. If there is any consequence, Miss Ben will bear it."
He turned around and asked Ding Bo: "Xiao Ding, what about you?"
"Me...me too!" A trace of hesitation flashed in Ding Bo's eyes in the darkness, but he still made his choice.
"Okay, take the lead! Follow me and arrest the person." Han Guang threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, then pushed open the fire escape door and walked over.
Hu Rong followed closely behind. As he walked, he took off his venue pass and replaced it with a police badge. The four of them lined up in a row and strode through the spacious hotel corridor. The carpet was soft and the background music was soft.
But the four police officers were full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Only then did Mr. Huo's bodyguard react. Three men in black clothes stepped forward to stop him. Four policemen showed their work ID cards at the same time and shouted: "Police!"
The bodyguards were startled by their aura, but they quickly reacted, pressed their headsets to report to Mr. Huo, and at the same time opened their arms to stop the police.
The bodyguards Mr. Huo spent a lot of money to hire are indeed not vegetarians. They are probably more than enough to deal with the gangsters outside. However, it is a pity that they are facing Captain Han Guanghan, who is known as the city bureau's thunderbolt.
With a beautiful grappling move, Han Guang threw the bodyguard in front of him down, and the joints of his right arm were detached with a snap. The other two bodyguards were shocked when they saw this. They pulled out their sticks and were about to take action when they felt
In the blink of an eye, Hu Rong's gun was already aimed at them.
"Whoever makes a move will be beaten to death." Hu Rong's voice was cold. She had personally killed criminals, so her aura was naturally different. The two bodyguards were also people who had seen the world. They immediately understood that the other party was not intimidating but was serious, so they had no choice but to
Slowly raised his hands.
"Xiao Miao, handcuff them." Han Guang didn't stop and broke into the presidential suite where Mr. Huo was.
The presidential suite is very large, including a reception room, bedroom, dining room, kitchen, spacious bathroom, and suite bedroom. Han Guang opened the door directly and came in. He met Mr. Huo's personal assistant, a man in his thirties.
Before he could speak, Han Guang pushed him aside, hit his head on the wall and passed out.
In the extremely luxurious living room, Mr. Huo was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, watching "Country Love III" playing on the huge LCD TV with relish. He found that after the uninvited guest came in, he did not show any panic, but was very nervous.
He said calmly: "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Huo, or I should call you Mr. Cai, please come back with me to assist in the investigation." Han Guang didn't waste any time, and without stopping, he directly lifted Huo Yingjie up from the sofa and served him unceremoniously.
Handcuffed.
"I protest!" Mr. Huo was furious and shouted loudly.
"The protest is invalid." Han Guang locked the handcuff gears tightly and without any explanation pushed Mr. Huo, who was still wearing hotel slippers, out of the room. Ding Bo looked around and clamped Mr. Huo's laptop under his arm.
After going out, Mr. Huo saw that his three bodyguards were already sitting on the ground, with tape on their mouths and steel cuffs on their hands. Two female police officers were standing next to them, pointing guns at the heads of his bodyguards in an imposing manner.
Very cool.
"Go this way." Han Guang pushed Mr. Huo to the end of the corridor. That was the fire escape and no one usually showed up.
After all, Mr. Huo was in trouble. From this detail, he understood that the other party's arrest of him was definitely not an official act. Thinking that there were guards on duty at the elevator entrance, he suddenly broke away from Han Guang's hand and rushed in the opposite direction, but as soon as he ran out
Two steps away, he stumbled and fell on the carpet, falling like a dog.
Miao Keke pulled back her legs and proudly showed off: "Rongrong, I haven't forgotten what I learned in the police academy."
"Stop showing off, let's go!" Hu Rong grabbed Miao Keke, and Han Guang also lifted Huo Yingjie off the ground, and the group quickly disappeared into the fire escape.
"Do you need help?" Two city bureau guards heard an unusual noise here and asked from a distance. They were only responsible for peripheral security and were not allowed to approach Mr. Huo without being summoned, so they did not dare to go too far, but they asked twice.
After that, no one answered, so two policemen boldly walked over.
The result was a huge shock. The three bodyguards were tied up and lay on the ground humming. The door to the room was open. Mr. Huo's assistant struggled to get up from the ground, with blood on his face, and shouted feebly.
Said: "Quick, they kidnapped Mr. Huo."
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